Prose and Verse ...G.P. Putnam & Company, 1853 - Всего страниц: 212 |
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... horse , she vaulted on her old Hobby that had capered in the Morris - Dance , and began to exhort from his back . To be sure , said she , matters look darkly enough ; but the more need for the lights . Allons ! Courage ! Things may take ...
... horse , she vaulted on her old Hobby that had capered in the Morris - Dance , and began to exhort from his back . To be sure , said she , matters look darkly enough ; but the more need for the lights . Allons ! Courage ! Things may take ...
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... horses to be sure , ever since we came to the estate ; but if we die in it , we know it's for the good of the family , and to agreeably surprise my Father , who is still in town winding up his books . For my own part , if it was right ...
... horses to be sure , ever since we came to the estate ; but if we die in it , we know it's for the good of the family , and to agreeably surprise my Father , who is still in town winding up his books . For my own part , if it was right ...
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... horses , the plough stuck its nose in the earth , and tumbled over head and heels . It seems very odd when ploughing is so easy to look at , but I trust he will do better in time . Experience makes a King Solomon of a Tom - noddy . I ...
... horses , the plough stuck its nose in the earth , and tumbled over head and heels . It seems very odd when ploughing is so easy to look at , but I trust he will do better in time . Experience makes a King Solomon of a Tom - noddy . I ...
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... horse in the stable . I should like , there- fore , to be well doctor - stuff'd from Apothecaries ' Hall , by the wagon or any other vehicle . A stitch in the side taken in time saves nine spasms . Dorothy's tincture of the rhubarb ...
... horse in the stable . I should like , there- fore , to be well doctor - stuff'd from Apothecaries ' Hall , by the wagon or any other vehicle . A stitch in the side taken in time saves nine spasms . Dorothy's tincture of the rhubarb ...
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... horse happened to be his hobby : and doubtless , if he had met with a penniless boy on the road to learning , he would have given him a lift , like the charitable Waggoner to Dick Whittington - for love . I recall , therefore , with ...
... horse happened to be his hobby : and doubtless , if he had met with a penniless boy on the road to learning , he would have given him a lift , like the charitable Waggoner to Dick Whittington - for love . I recall , therefore , with ...
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Стр. 203 - Death has left on her Only the beautiful. Still, for all slips of hers, One of Eve's family — Wipe those poor lips of hers Oozing so clammily: Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses; Whilst wonderment guesses Where was her home ? Who was her father ? Who was her mother ? Had she a sister ? Had she a brother ? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet, than all other ? Alas for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun ! Oh, it was pitiful!
Стр. 34 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away.
Стр. 180 - had always, for me, an inexpressible charm : — O saw ye not fair Ines ? She's gone into the West, To dazzle when the sun is down, And rob the world of rest...
Стр. 35 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The...
Стр. 26 - All night I lay in agony, From weary chime to chime; With one besetting horrid hint That racked me all the time — A mighty yearning, like the first Fierce impulse unto crime — "One stern tyrannic thought, that made All other thoughts its slave! Stronger and stronger every pulse Did that temptation crave — Still urging me to go and see The dead man in his grave!
Стр. 23 - And, long since then, of bloody men Whose deeds tradition saves; Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves ; Of horrid stabs, in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves ; And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod...
Стр. 210 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch — stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, — Would that its tone could reach the Rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !
Стр. 130 - O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear ; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted!
Стр. 211 - Work, work, work, In the dull December light, And work, work, work, When the weather Is warm and bright, While underneath the eaves The brooding swallows cling, As if to show me their sunny backs, And twit me with the spring.
Стр. 60 - Tam had got planted unco right; Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi' reaming swats, that drank divinely; And at his elbow, Souter Johnny, His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither; They had been fou for weeks thegither. The night drave on wi...